The curtain boy panicked, but he didn't expect his mother to kneel down and beg for perfection. It feels like the skin is rubbing on the ground.

"Mother~, fate is determined by heaven, let it be!"

"Silly boy." The woman shook her head.

Nishang got up, she couldn't help it, and her mother would scold if she wanted to! He stepped forward and lifted the woman up, "Get up!" It's cool on the ground. ”

At the insistence of Ni Shang and Zi Wei, she finally got up.

"Ahem~, madam, it's good if my daughter likes it~" Nishang's father muttered quietly.

"Stupid!!"

After being scolded, he immediately shut his mouth.

"It's noon today, let's have dinner together!"

The curtain boy looked indifferent, "No need, hurry back, don't bother!" ”

Nishang went out with the curtain boy, and her mother didn't bother to care about her, so let her go.

With a disgraceful face, he bypassed the main entrance and left with the small door.

"Miss go back, Madame should be in a hurry in a while!"

"I'm the one who should be in a hurry." Nishang felt uncomfortable, thinking that as long as she proposed marriage, she would be able to be together well, but she didn't expect her mother to stop her like this.

After the curtain boy's mother arrived home, she rested, but the two of them came to an open space again.

The two of them didn't know how to speak first, and after hard work, Nishang got up sideways, "Curtain boy, yes, what are your plans?"

Long.

"Join the army!"

"Do you have to go?"

"Hmm."

Nishang choked up a little, "You know that this is dangerous, and you are a scholar." ”

"If I come back completely, I can marry you." Smile.

"I'll take good care of your mother. When you come back, you won't marry. "Nishang took off the hairpin and gave it to him." Take it and think about it. ”

The curtain boy stopped in place, the two looked at each other, and their eyes were reluctant to leave for a moment.

The wind rises~, with thoughts, with blessings, heart to heart to send thousands of miles.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

A man who has gone from a literati to an iron man with knives and guns.

A little woman who has become proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and began to learn to be in charge of the house.

Time is always like this, quietly left in the fingers, always want to use another thing to ease the thoughts in my heart, thinking that I will slowly let go of acceptance, but who would have thought that it is growing day by day.

A Mid-Autumn Festival, a bright moon, two figures in the middle of the night, one at the edge of the battlefield, and one in a high boudoir.

An early snowfall, a round of warm sun, flying and dancing hexagonal ice flowers fell from above. One is leading a war horse, and the other is embroidered with mandarin ducks.

A hundred flowers, a scorching sun, a high autumn air, a thousand miles of snow. One won the battle and was stationed at the border, and the other became more and more shrewd and strong.

Two years have passed in a flash, but they have not become the same.

But it's okay, waiting for you to come back......

Two years later.

Nishang takes good care of his mother, her health is getting better and better, and the house is well organized. When he heard the news of his return, he cried with joy and traveled thousands of miles to wait for Jun's return.

Retire your uniforms, dismount, and hug each other.

"Coming back?"

"It's back!!"

"Go home."

"Good!"

……

The simple house had already changed under the help of Ni Dress, and his mother cried loudly with joy, "Son~"

immediately knelt down, "My son is not filial!" ”

"Get up, good boy!"

It took a long time to ease up.

After two or three weeks, the curtain boy began to handle the marriage proposal, and everything he should have prepared was very well.

I chose an auspicious day and went.

It's just that Nishang didn't want to face it anymore, so she simply came out and went to the lake, the more she waited, the more panicked she became, and she began to throw stones, causing ripples.

The people who called "Xiang'er-" were drunk.

turned around, with a blooming smiling face, holding a red book in his hand, and a sentence of "it was done", not only did they move.

"Jiro—"

……

A few months later, the wedding was being prepared, and the joy began to be everywhere.

Nishang also felt that she had finally got her wish, and she wished to be a husband and child who would be at ease for the rest of her life, regardless of what women were inferior to men outside.

On that day, the red makeup counted the streets, the gongs and drums were noisy, and it was very lively.

Helped Ni Shang in wedding dress to enter the door, sat in the high hall, and knelt down.

"Worship heaven and earth—"

"The Second Worship Hall—"

"Husband and wife worship each other—"

"Etiquette ......"

Before he finished speaking, the soldier officer came in, surrounded him, took out the military book, and read out the sub-curtain.

In an instant, Ni Shang's heart slammed. Helped into the house, his eyes were dizzy, and he was lifeless, only Ming'er waited and waited for him......

The guests dispersed, the parents were angry, and at this time, the curtain boy in the wedding dress stepped in listlessly with a piece of paper.

"When?"

"Today!!"

"Do you have to go? Today is our big day~, is Erlang going to leave his neon clothes behind??" Nishang whimpered.

"Shang'er~"

"Got it!" Nishang knew his mind, and felt a pang in his heart.

Walking over, he poured two glasses of wine, "I want to drink Hehuan wine." ”

With tears in my eyes, drink it. Ming'er got acquainted with each other, and they slowly began to count down the time together.

Ni Shang blushed when she drank, but the more she drank, the more uncomfortable she became, "Wine to eliminate sorrow? Wine can't take away your worries. ”

"Shang'er~" The curtain boy picked up the pen and ink and wrote down word by word.

Wrapping his body, he covered his painful heart, covered his lips, and comforted each other with hot tears.

I went to the west window, smelled the fragrance of red plums, sniffed, and kissed.

After a while, a drizzle of rain slid into the rim of the blooming red plum petals, which slid in with the curvature of the petals.

Red plum drizzle, rain clear flowers, diffuse, mixed together.

One night passed, Nishang's pillow was wet with tears and had not dried all night, and the temperature of the person was no longer there, only his mark was still on his neck.

Looking at the bright red on the side of the bed, Ni Shang felt all kinds of feelings in her heart.

Dressing up, dressing up, turning over the west windowsill left alone,

He wrote: Don't hurt your clothes, Erlang is just a man, if something really happens, you must listen to your mother-in-law. I am really grateful for the kindness of the lady, I have never disliked it, and I have never put a woman's score. Meeting the lady is the blessing of the curtain, you used to say that I was a fool, I was really stupid, but don't blame the lady, the battlefield is urgent, you must go to the front line, there is a country to have a home, in order to protect the lady. It's the husband's responsibility. But the lady is still young, so she doesn't have to stay until she is old, after all, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times? Do you remember the private school? Your brother gave it to me, and I planted the red plum you like outside, which seems to be blooming, and it is as beautiful as you. If I have the opportunity, I will enjoy the flowers with my wife.

Don't read the curtains

Nishang couldn't help crying bitterly, and big tears fell and wet the letter paper, and she fainted.

One year, two years, three years, six years......

Finally, when the wait came, it was only a piece of paper with your name on it.

Sent away your mother, and with your clothed grave......

Everyone asked her to remarry, and finally forced her too tightly to say goodbye to her parents, "My daughter is not filial and can't serve her parents, but when she goes to the Buddhist temple, she will chant and pray for her parents every day." ”

My mother was very angry, but she really couldn't stay, but fortunately there was still a brother at home.

I went to the back mountain, and when I arrived at the school, it was still like that, but it had already passed over time, the people were gone, the sound of the book was gone, and Nishang stood in the place where she peeked before, and she wanted to cry first, "Guan Guan Ju Dove ~ in the river island." Slim...... My Fair Lady, Gentleman ......"

Choked in his throat and couldn't spit out. Walked around this place, reminiscing about his memories, touching his touches.

Finally, it took three days to get ready, and it was time to put it down.

I donated the school to the Buddhist temple next to it, and I also entered the Buddhist gate, but I was not a good disciple, because I never really put it down. The host is also up to her.

Every day with the green lantern as a companion, the Buddha beads do not leave the hand, every night will be recalled, smiling and telling the poems and books to themselves, enjoying the bright moonlight.

Now, how many years have passed, the temples are like frost, the obsession has always been, looking forward to the cold and summer, and the thoughts have always been, and they have long formed a thick frost.

Thinking that her husband was still busy on the battlefield, I don't know if Hanshang is ready.

A good red plum floated on the nun's face, which just fell on her neck, and she remembered the red candle of the newlywed, filled with red veil. I think of the 100-word article I read under the red plum in the west window.

Hate only hate, this life missed is too long and too long......

Use the hope of the second half of your life to ask for a long time in the next life, and even walk together on Huangquan Road.

The nun sighed, picked up the red plum around her neck, and stroked it with a smile, "The plums are all big, the flowers bloom and fall, year after year, when will you return?"

A long birdsong swept by, and everything was buried in the past......

It was getting late, the nun sent vegetarian food, Bai Yi was teasing Yu Qi, and got up suddenly, "Let's go~, it's time to eat!" ”

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, no better than the palace one, let's just take a moment!" The nun put it down.

Bai Yi took a look, plum blossom crisp, plain noodles, and green oil. "It's okay, by the way, let's eat together!"

Bai Yi saw that she was going to go out, so she stopped, "It's convenient to eat together!" ”

"This ......"

Yu Qi smiled, "Since the princess said it, my sister-in-law should go down." ”

"It's okay, then I'll be rude."

The three of them sat down to eat, but Bai Yi stopped after eating a little bit and accompanyed.

"Sister-in-law, it's been a lot of plum blossoms outside, right?"

"Well, I didn't expect it to be so good." The nun smiled and began to play with the beads again.

"Yes~, flowers are always too easy to remind people of the past." Yu Qi suddenly sighed.

"Like your lily of the valley?"

"Sort of," Yu Qi smiled calmly.

The nun looked at it, "Although the son is young, he is such a temperamental person. ”

……

After a lot of chatting, the nun went back to the temple.

Bai Yi was bored in every way, so he took Yu Qi to the temple to take a look, walking the path, not wanting to see Bai Xiyan and them again, so as not to find something to do for himself.

Go to the main hall, kneel on the futon, and make a wish to the huge golden body of the Bodhisattva with his hands together, asking for peace and a better future, for himself and for others.

Shake the stick, shake it up and down quickly, and fall, Bai Yi quickly picked it up and put it back.

Yu Qi was very curious, "What are you putting back for?" Don't you cancel the visa? ”

Bai Yi smiled, "What's the solution, what?" Yu Qi wants to solve one?"

Yu Qi was stunned and smiled, "No." ”

On the path, "Sign, whether you solve it or not, the result is the same, but you will still do it, won't you?" ”

"Hmm."

……

Two days later, Bai Yisheng ate vegetarian food for a few days, and the amount of food was getting smaller and smaller day by day, and he finally survived, because it was the Lotus Festival.

Wake up early, take off your plain clothes, change into court clothes, put on a phoenix crown, hug your hair, and put on makeup.

Hold on and go to the next Buddhist temple. Everyone came, along with the fourth sister Bai Qi.

It's lively, and the lord of the new city is busy and happy! The empress is in a good mood today, and her leg pain should have been relieved. The eldest princess brought more headdresses today, which was more noble and elegant, Yiyun helped her over, and Bai Yi saw that he still had "like a dream" pinned to his waist.

Bai Xiyan twisted his waist, and his right hand was coiled with the jade beads given, looking like no one was in his eyes. Aunt Yan also sang slaves.

"Let's go! Worship the Buddha first. Queen Mo Yan led the stone stairs on the road.